"Do you enjoy it? We need all the hands but you could ask for a reassignment or I can put in a good word with the right person." Araceli's good at that, the polite smile and the polished little talks, insistent as she would be with some of the council members back home fighting any of them tooth and nail, all on Leandra's behalf. Maybe that's why Kirkwall doesn't get under her skin the way she feared. It's different but parts of it feel so familiar she has to catch herself. "Everyone will appreciate them, when we first use them you need to come - and you must tell me your favourite things to eat! I cannot promise them, not right away given-- given everything but in time."

One day they will be better supplied than they ever were in Skyhold. It'll make all this upheaval worth it just for that in her eyes. Fresher food right off the boat, right from the market stalls, actually haggling with merchants for it. Maybe even her own little place one day with a kitchen she only has to share with Korrin. Living the Thedas dream.

"Everything where I live can only survive a barrage of salt-spray from the sea. Hopefully Sina won't mind if I send her messages over the crystal and sound like an idiot, panicking. She was so good with Skyhold's garden, I couldn't ask her if it pained her to leave it behind." To Araceli it seemed too cruel to ask such a thing when there was a long voyage ahead of them.